A Fall with Stan

Stud Muffin Stan

The massive crowds at the airport station were unbearable. There were at least two thousand people here once we arrive in Kenny's truck. I knew we should have come here two hours earlier, but Kyle had to fix the library computer. It was his fault we can't see Stan among the large crowds.

"It's your fault, Kyle, that we have to stay in a room full of dirty hippies and old people!" I snapped at my arch enemy in the waiting room.

Kyle took a seat next to Kenny, arms crossing over his chest. He scowled at me across. "For your information, I had to make sure the hard drives were working well, so the library won't have any more technical issues."

"He's right about that," Kenny spoke, added wisely.

I scoffed hotly at my best friend. "Oh, come on, Kenny, you don't go to libraries."

Kenny reached down his pocket and took out a library card. Since when Kenny had a library card? Poor people can't afford a plastic card let alone a library card.

I waved lazily, rolling my eyes. "Pssh, you're such a pussy, Kenny."

Kenny was about to hit me with his balled fist when a familiar voice called out our names.

"Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman! I'm back, you guys!" Our mouths agape in shock as Stan approach us in his new form body. All I could see his muscle, abs, and six-packs.

Holy crap, Stan Marsh transformed into a stud muffin.